“He invaded my consciousness in the same way the ocean washes up on the beach, with sweeping tides of longing and regret, and with such power and raw force, I often woke with the taste of salt from my tears clinging to my skin." Joanna about Ben”
Vicki Pettersson“...Death," she said, as her hand dropped away, " is how you know you were alive in the first place.”
Vicki Pettersson, The Taken“He invaded my consciousness in the same way the ocean washes up on the beach, with sweeping tides of longing and regret, and with such power and raw force, I often woke with the taste of salt from my tears clinging to my skin." Joanna about Ben”
Vicki Pettersson, The Touch of Twilight